Stephen smiled to himself as he chuckled, watching as Eve took abby to another place in her training. He was pleased to see that she reacted positivley and even participating to a certain extent. He made a mental note to reward Eve for her performance.

Off to bed he went, slumbering peacefully.

Not so peaceful, Steve labored with his load down the long inclined tunnel leading to the boat dock hidden in the cavern on the coast. There he dumped the heavy tarped package on the deck of the boat, cranked the engine, and backed the boat out of the slip, sput it around, and headed out to sea. Looking back at the bundle on the deck he chuckled and thought to himself "I knew that stupid bitch would let her nature get her in trouble."

Abby slept nearly around the clock. Early in the evening, Eve roused her gently. Indicating she should rise from the bed, she led abby into the bathroom where a hot shower was already started. Eve motioned to the shower and waited. Abby complied, welcoming the hot water. She was sore. More sore than she had ever been in her life. Every part of her body literally ached. She let the hot water wash over her as she bathed and washed her hair.

Finished with the shower she stepped out to find Eve waiting with a huge towel with which she helped abby dry. Leading abby into the bedroom she motioned for her to sit at the chair in front of the dressing table where she began to expertly dry, curl and style her hair. That done, she moved to the closet, pulling abby the the arm. Abby trailed along and entered the most amazing closet she had ever seen. It was larger than her dorm room and filled with the most exquisite tailored clothing she has ever seen. Eve began to pull lingerie from the drawers, handing them to abby. Panties, garterbelt, stocking and bra. From the shoe rack a pair of red patent 6 inch heels. Finally, a fitted red evening gown, depply cut in the front to reveal and amazing amount of cleavage and cut almost to the crack of her ass in the back. Abby turned and looked in the mirrors. My God she thought. This is absolutely amazing.

Eve interrupted her revery by tugging on her arm and motioning that it was time to go. Leading the way, Eve led abby down the hall and the stairs, across the house to the dining room. As she entered, she saw that Steve and Master (yes, she noticed I think of him as Master) were already seated, dressed in formal evening attire. Both rose as she entered. Stephen smiled and motioned to the place that a few evenings before she knew had been occupied by Lisa, now noticeably absent. Taking her seat, she was suddenly overcome with fear and anxiety.

This is abuurd she thought. Just a few hours ago I was being raped in the ass and having my body beaten by a female sadist. I was forced to kneel on the floor and eat off a plate in this very room. Now I am sitting here dressed like a queen and about to eat off of fine china using silver.

Looking up, she looked at Stephen with a questioning look.